Flippy - I Rant, You Read

Sunday, May 20, 2007

mid-morning

I’m Just Sooooo Exhausted

I guess it’s good that my throat barely hurts anymore, but now I feel like I’m tired for no reason.  Yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that,  and the day before that, I was sick, and when you’re sick, you’re expected to be tired.  But, I’m just so endlessly tired.  Like I’m walking in quicksand.  I just want to cry and go to bed.  I laid down on the couch for a little bit, and when I got up to come into the bedroom to lay down, I apparently terrified the cats.  I didn’t even make any weird noises, except for my toes cracking, but they always do that.  Anyway, the cats all PANICKED, and ran in different directions.  I’ve now found everyone but Scampi, but he’s probably under the couch that I’d just left.  TJ was squished under the ramp, at the very very back end of it.  I finally coaxed him out, and Tie out from under the bed.  Now, TJ is just laying (out in the open, GASP!) just behind my desk.  Maybe I should see if Scampi has appeared too.  Bing was behind the couch, and she came over to see me, but not close enough where I could touch her.  After all, I could’ve been a monster who knew her name somehow.  Frank was roaming around trying to round up his children, but had even less luck than I did.  He finally just gave up and laid down in the hallway.

So, I’m going to bed to read The Radioactive Boy Scout, and when I get up, I will feel energetic and good.

This is Tie, demonstrating how to hide under the ramp.  TJ did a better job though, and you couldn’t even see his paws.

terribly early in the morning

If Michael Moore (or George W. Bush or Dick Cheney) Want To Donate Money to My Medical Bills

If you don’t know the story yet, you will.  It’s part of Michael Moore’s new documentary, “Sicko”, about HMOs.  One of his harshest critics, Jim Kenefick, who owns MooreWatch.com needed money for his wife’s healthcare.  An anonymous benefactor came forward with $12,000.  Yep, that “anonymous” person was Michael Moore, who included his “generosity” (publicity?) at the end of the documentary.  It was both a crappy thing to do, and a nice thing to do.  Although, in the end, it does prove Michael Moore’s point about the cost of an average person’s medical care and what people have to go through to pay those costs.  Want to see my stack of bills?  I’m not even deathly ill, but I’m now chronically ill, which makes the bills endless.  I started the year with two co-pays (those were wiped out in the first two weeks of the year), a $500 deductible for pharmaceuticals (which I reached within a month), and a $500 MAXIMUM for pharmaceuticals, which I reached at the end of March.  Now, everything I pay for my doctors, my tests, my medicine, is all out of pocket.  That $100 - $200 for doctors’ visits, and $500 - $600 for meds, although I’ve cut back on my Protonix because I can’t afford it.  I want to look into methadone for pain because it’s so dirt cheap, but I’m afraid of the physical dependency.  I’m not afraid of addiction, but physical tolerance is physical tolerance, and there’s nothing you can do about it.  So yeah, if my biggest enemies wanted to pay for my healthcare, I’d certainly be happy to take the money.  I’d thank them for the help, but still retain the right to dislike them for other reasons.  (I do not want money from people I know.  Period.  I will reject the donations of anyone who’s ever met me for lunch or a hockey game.  I’m looking for multi-millionaire benefactors who need a nice medical write-off